The Village Fountain
I sat in the shade behind the church in the village square of Bubion, a tiny village high in the Alpujarra mountain range. There was a...
Nov 28, 2022
Being Jewish in Spain
The Alhambra I’m just back home from two weeks in Southern Spain. I climbed hills and visited charming mountain villages. I saw exotic...
Nov 14, 2022
Of Stone and Ashes
Poland passed in a blur. I think a lot of the trauma of visiting Poland comes from the shock of it: The moment you realize the pile of...
Jun 29, 2022
On Mists and Monotheism
When I parked on the side of the road, just north of the town of Llithfaen, I could hardly see 3 metres ahead. The highway curved away in...
Jul 30, 2021
On Spaces and Searching
My bus pulled in to Delphi well after dark, and I stopped in at the one taverna that was open on the one street in the village. The one...
Jan 23, 2020
Of Santorini Sunsets
Winter in Scotland has been hard (and it’s hardly yet begun). The days are short and cold. It’s dark when I walk to work, and dark again...
Dec 20, 2019
Of Cheap Hostels and Belgian Waffles
The Grand Place in Brussels I love travelling alone. I love the feeling of getting off a long bus ride in a totally new place and walking...
Nov 27, 2019
On Choices and Voices
Poland is a very particular type of Holocaust experience. Don’t get me wrong - I love Poland. I think it’s a beautiful country, with so...
Nov 25, 2019
From Scotland to Poland
In October 2019 I led a UJIA delegation of 11 Scottish teenagers to visit Jewish sites across Poland. The following blog posts were...
Nov 15, 2019
Survivors For A New Generation
Shabbat afternoon I sat on the edge of the Danube River in Budapest, tossing stones into the water below. 20 metres to my right lay the...
Jul 23, 2018
